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At the same time, a temporary briefing was also underway. However, the meeting had ended at this time. The wooden door of the simple cottage was opened, and two people came out in groups of three or three, with a relaxed expression and laughter...

"Haha, Minister Bosco, thanks to your unique vision this time, otherwise we might have taken the words of those greedy guys!"

"I'm so sorry, I just think of it occasionally..."

"Hey, Minister Bosco, don't be humble anymore. Once, twice, three times or not?"

"Not bad! The greedy guys of the new nobles, although they are now in a cooperative relationship with us, have not lost the method of stabbing the knife in the back... Humph, I want us to be cannon fodder every time, do you really think that everyone is a fool?"

"Fortunately, we have Minister Bosco, oh, no, it's the member Bosco..."

"Uh, laugh at me..."

...

The slightly admiring and flattering chatting continued, and the object of praise that everyone praised was the curly-haired old man standing in the crowd, who waved his hands from time to time, with a modest expression and a calm attitude, and was as demeanor as a low-key wise man.

After such a greeting, only a middle-aged man arrived in a hurry, standing outside and looking anxiously at the curly-haired old man, everyone then saluted politely and said goodbye.

"A few days ago, a new tavern was opened in the east of the city. I heard that the rum was brewed from the ancestral age and had a unique taste... Minister Bosco, how about we go and drink together? I happened to ask some questions..."

"Oh? It's made by ancestors? That's really a blessing for you. I want to try it."

"Haha, that's all. I'll send someone to notify you of the specific time."

"Okay. Then I'm not polite. Haha..."

...

Amid the laughter, he said goodbye to the last person with a kind expression. Bosco's smile had not dissipated and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who had been waiting aside.

The latter knew how to go forward, probably from the family, and reported to him: "Master, Enoch and Master Borg are back, and are in a hurry to see you."

"Yeah?" Bosco was stunned at first when he heard this. Then he did not frown, his face was a little dim, "Borg... Humph, does this idiot dare to come back finally?"

Bosco naturally heard about the incident that Borg made on the front line. Although it is impossible to understand all the specific causes and consequences, it is an indisputable fact that Borg and Mithur fought and were sent back.

In this way, Bosco was undoubtedly angry about Borg's extremely irrational self-destructive behavior. It can be said that if Enoch had not intercepted Borg in time and received it from Shanxi City, Bosco had to teach Borg a lesson in his rage.

But now, a few days have passed. Bosco heard that Borg was also angry when he heard that he was back, but at least he suppressed his anger. He waved his hand and didn't think much about it. He walked towards the family's residence... He was anxious to see me, and even invited Enoke back. Are you afraid that I would do it? Humph! Something that is ineffective...

Thinking of this, Bosco couldn't help but be angry at Borg's only heir, but these angers were soon covered up by the good mood just now.

Yes, since receiving the status of a member of parliament a few months ago, Bosco has been in a good mood! This feeling of pleasure is even stronger and more exciting than the greatest achievement in his life - that is, by relying on the interests of smuggling more than ten years ago, he pushed his family from baron to viscount status with the interests of smuggling more than ten years ago!

This excitement that cannot control one's own emotions is not only because it surpasses its previous status, but more importantly because it comes from the heavy sense of accomplishment in the heart.

After the family was reported and cleared, although the clan members had basically no casualties because of their decisive escape. However, the confusion about the unknown future and the gap between a noble nobleman who changed to a wanted criminal who was not tolerated by the world, it inevitably made everyone in the clan feel panic all day long. It was at that time that he opposed the opposition and chose to surrender to the gray-clothed army.

To be honest, the main reason why Bosco made this decision was because he was desperate. The rest was just a little unwillingness. Unwilling to let the family fall apart in his hands for hundreds of years. The clan members scattered everywhere, hiding everywhere in their identities - this is the biggest insult to the glory of the family!

Fortunately, this situation did not happen later. After joining the gray-clothed army, the family was temporarily preserved. And he, the former Viscount Bosco, also became the small rebel leader whom he had despised in a short time... Although the promotion speed was a little faster, it was actually not unexpected. It was just that the result was a bit ironic...

Luosha is a sensible person. He knows that he is much more useful than the civilians who just throw away the farm tools and only know how to fight and kill. What's more, there is a complete viscount family behind him. Although he is chased into a dog of a betrayal, his foundation is still there and there is no shortage of talents in all aspects. As long as Luosha wants to make the gray-clothed army bigger, the role of his family cannot be ignored!

That's the truth. Soon, with repeated ruthless or flexible means, one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another... The hardships and the blood price paid by the family for it were not known to outsiders, and there is no need to tell in detail. Because these sacrifices are worth it, the family finally gained a foothold in the gray-clothed army and was gradually recognized and respected by the civilians. His status also rose and became one of the top leaders second only to Luosha!

Of course, there is nothing to show off when he changed his identity from a small leader of the rebel team to a large leader of the rebel team. To be honest, Bosco thought of betrayal at that time.

Although this idea is a bit shameless, it is actually reasonable. Bosco, who has been immersed in the aristocratic circle all his life, would not think that he would feel a sense of belonging to the rebel group of the Gray-Clothed Army just after staying here for a while. What he yearns for is the decent identity standing in the sun.

With his status at that time, he was enough to contact all aspects of the Gray-Clothed Army, and there were still some betrayal chips in his hands. I believe that Bran Wangting was not as disgusted as the insignificant smuggling nobleman as the group that gave them headaches from time to time!

But after thinking for a night, he finally resisted the temptation. Because he felt that the potential of the Gray Clothing Army had not been fully tapped out. Or rather, it was not enough to make the Bran Empire even more trouble! Just like a commodity, it would be unwise to take action in a hurry before its value was fully realized.

Next, the sudden changes in the gray-clothed army undoubtedly proved his point of view, even far exceeding his expectations!

First, he took the hostage and forced people to negotiate in the capital city. A small episode occurred in which the great nobles in the capital invited him to have tea and promised to betray him on the condition of restoring his viscount's identity. At that time, Bosco chose to refuse simply because his vision had become broad at that time, and this episode undoubtedly gave him a reassurance!

From that time on, he was very sure that he had a good hand...

Later, the gray-clothed army ushered in an unprecedented period of great development. The number of people who surrendered to the front continued to surge, and the frameworks in all aspects gradually improved. They even had their own base camp and built a majestic city!

The ever-changing changes made him a little confused and vaguely. He saw a shortcut to the peak of the family's glory without betrayal or relying on Bran Wangting!

Sure enough, first there were two consecutive battles. At the City of Shuguang, they destroyed the Bran army that was invading and became famous! Then they rushed out of the 100,000 mountains, won many battles, and rushed to the surrounding city like a destruction!

At that time, Bosco was convinced that their current power could not only make the Bran Empire feel a headache, but also truly hurt this behemoth!

The commodity has become a peerless weapon, or an upgradeable type... The surprise brought by this huge gap to Bosco is imagined. The subsequent negotiations between the two sides made Bosco feel like people were sitting at home and gold coins fell from the sky.

Losha must have one of the three members of parliament, while the other two, relying on the family’s previous contributions and Bosco’s decision to support Losha not to attack Bran City at a critical time, finally got one.

Member of Parliament, haha... Although it has been a long time since he was granted, Bosco still feels extremely dreamy and excited when he thinks about it. Such a lofty status, let alone him now, even his previous viscount's identity is unthinkable! There are countless nobles of the Bran Empire, ancient families, etc., but how many people can get this identity?

Finally got through...

...

As for the above, this legendary experience and evaluation, let alone Bosco has been walking through the bloody and storm of his family, and he is indeed qualified to enjoy the heavy sense of accomplishment in his heart and be proud of it!

Of course, all this is just the beginning, and the road ahead is still long. However, Bosco is very confident now and plans to bring the family to the peak of glory in his old age for future generations to admire!

This statement is not false, but a real and accessible goal. It is the gray-clothed army itself that provides the ascending ladder. It is no exaggeration to say that the gray-clothed army today is no longer without him Bosco! Just like just now...

Members of parliament have the right to vote for major matters in the empire. Because of the special status of the gray-clothed army, Luosha and others naturally could not go to the imperial capital to vote. That was the act of sending sheep into the tiger's mouth. Therefore, whenever there was a major matter that needed to be discussed, the capital would send people to deliver relevant documents and materials here, and then they would make a decision and vote.

To this end, the Imperial Magician Guild specially built a remote teleportation array in cities around the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Oh, to be off-topic, according to Bran's intention, I wanted to build this teleportation array in Dawn City, but Luosha and the others did not agree, so naturally everyone understands the reason...

Back to the point, since something is conveyed, the senior executives of the Gray Clothing Army naturally have to discuss it. Of course, the few votes that started first, Luosha and the others agreed with the suggestions sent by the new nobles, which was almost considered to be following the trend.

Of course, this does not mean that they have deviated from the purpose of the Gray-Clothed Army and have joined forces with the nobles. Instead, all the senior leaders, including Luosha, have first contact with these things that represent a complicated relationship and have no idea how to start with many interests. They can only agree to vote while studying these things carefully, which is considered to be in a state of learning.

This is the limitation of civilian groups like the Gray Clothes Army. Most of the people in the top leaders can basically use simple and crude words to arouse the passion of millions of civilian soldiers, but when faced with the official words that could be turned around for a few turns on the luxurious parchment, they could not even read them smoothly. They could only stare blankly and anxiously.

When the literal meaning is not understood, it is naturally impossible to clarify the complex interest relationship behind it and put forward any constructive opinions - this current situation determined by their background is almost an insurmountable gap!

Among them, Luosha is in a better situation. She was born into a noble family and knew some of the various methods in the aristocratic circle. And more importantly, the practical management experience of leading the team for many years is enough to make her sensitively avoid some traps and face the essence of the problem even if she cannot understand it for the time being.

But unfortunately, she is just a person. The manpower is exhausted. She cannot organize trivial and detailed data while considering the meaning behind each detail, while making decisions accurately... This work is too huge, and the companions around her who have only managed the vegetable garden before and flocked sheep cannot provide any help.

At this time, Bosco's role was undoubtedly infinitely magnified. It was also the identity of a viscount, the leader of a family, and had been immersed in the aristocratic circle for many years. Although Bosco could not fully understand these familiar words and things, his years of experience was enough to translate these official discourses to the greatest extent, and the interests represented by the various aspects of the remarks.

This move was of course unanimously praised by those senior officials who were surrounded by this thing, so the flattery scene happened after the meeting just ended.

To be honest, Bosco looked down on these senior officials, and before and now, the entire gray-clothed army, only Luosha, made him feel a little afraid.

But Luosha... walked forward without any hurry, Bosco narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head gently.

He was still not optimistic about the future of the Grey Army because he knew the methods of the great nobles too well. Even the new aristocratic forces that are closely connected now are still valuable to them, so he treated them politely, but he was essentially despised. The fundamental conflict between the two sides has not been eliminated, and this will break out one day...

But what does this have to do with me? Bosco's lips slightly, and a sneer appeared.

The conflict may be very far away, but he had already planned it. After dealing with the matter of the Grey Army, he would turn his vision to the upper class of Bran. As his member of parliament, it was basically unobstructed wherever he went. With this foundation, it was only a matter of time before he organized a network of relationships belonging to him. Then he slowly bleached his family's identity as the Grey Army and officially entered the upper class of Bran...

Haha, everything is ready, there is great potential!

...

...

While Bosco was slight and arrogant with his thoughts of remembering the bitterness and sweetness, he was confident and ready to roll up his sleeves and do something big, he didn't know his destination, that is, a person in the family residence, threw his good intentions on the ground, jumped up and stepped on it a few times until it broke into pieces...

"Remember, no matter what your elder brother reacts after hearing this, even if he hits you, you will not be allowed to defend yourself. Just kneel here and lower your head... Don't worry, with Uncle San here, you can't die. As for the others... Alas, Uncle San can only help you so much..."

In the hall, Enoch walked around anxiously, thinking of something from time to time, and immediately exclaimed to Borg, kneeling in the center of the hall.

"Yes, Uncle San. But..." Borg, who looked blankly, nodded subconsciously when he heard this, and then grabbed his hair with innocent and entangled faces, "Why is this?"

A few days ago, just after he explained what he had done to his third uncle Enoke with a complacent intention, Enoke was stunned for a while, then came to his senses and pulled him onto the carriage with a pale face. He said nothing, and left the city overnight and headed straight for Dawn City.

Midway through, Enoch went out to do some things, and he was taken care of by several masters in the carriage. They did not meet again until outside the city of Dawn. After a few days, Borg received no explanation and was taken here so stupidly. Then he knelt down and listened to his earnest instructions... Well, he was helpless and innocent. What was the situation?

"I told you not to ask!" Suddenly, Enoch waved his arms, his expression slightly ferocious, and then leaned over and squatted in front of Borg like a deflated ball, licked his dry lips, and smiled bitterly, "You are in trouble this time."

"A big disaster? Just because I revealed my portrait of Tang En to the Temple of Light?" Borg became more and more confused. Looking at the third uncle in front of him, who was full of bitterness and could even squeeze out salt, he carefully tentatively, "Are you worried about revenge? Gray space? Or the leader of Luosha... Don't worry, my nephew is not that stupid. The painter who painted the portrait has been silenced by me. The child who conveyed the message was handled very cleanly without leaving any trace."

"Tang En Tang En Tang En Tang En... Is there only Tang En in your eyes?" After rubbing his forehead, Enoch sighed helplessly, "Oh, we are actually blamed on this matter. We didn't tell you the details... Do you think Tang En is going to kill the people in the Temple of Light, don't I and my elder brother know about it?"

"Well……"

"We actually knew it a long time ago, and so were others, including Luosha. Let's say that, although Tang En did not say this openly, judging from the information he, who was cunning and cautious, he had no intention of hiding it at all. Because if we can't stop him, we can only help him hide it."

"For, why?"

"Because the Temple of Light cannot be messed with, especially our gray-clothed army, we cannot be caught with any big handle... The reason for this is very complicated. My brother should be clear. I just have a little understanding and can't explain it clearly. In short..."

After a moment of pause, Enoch looked at Borg who was gradually frightened, shook his head and sighed: "You think you just framed Tang En this time. In fact, you dragged our family and the entire gray-clothed army down the water!"

In the quiet hall, the sigh slowly echoed until the traces disappeared silently. Borg's body collapsed on the ground, trembling slightly, and his face pale.

After a moment, a crying voice said, "Uncle San, save me..."

…………(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!